Toxic
Roll up some green now I'm back on the scene
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
Back to the mufuckin booth
Xan in my hand Imma do what It do
A lot on my mind so gimme the truth and
D.A.R.E would've worked If I stayed in school
21 now till my birthday hit
Ride with a glock case a wig needs split
I don't need love cause it don't mean shit
And ion smoke dope but I sell it bitch
Now I'm back in the trap making stacks lil hoe
Mad Bout a bitch? I ain't pressed by a hoe
Weighing my shit then I watch it grow
And they way things go my bro don't fold
Call Hea when the shit needs shot
We sliding through and wet the spot
You Fuckin around and you'll get to meet god
At the fate of my finger that's clutching this rod
Roll up some green now I'm back on the scene
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
Roll up some green now I'm back on the scene
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
Back to the mufuckin booth
Xan in my hand Imma do what It do
A lot on my mind so gimme the truth and
D.A.R.E would've worked If I stayed in school
21 now till my birthday hit
Ride with a glock case a wig needs split
I don't need love cause it don't mean shit
And ion smoke dope but I sell it bitch
Now I'm back in the trap making stacks lil hoe
Mad Bout a bitch? I ain't pressed by a hoe
Weighing my shit then I watch it grow
And they way things go my bro don't fold
Call Hea when the shit needs shot
We sliding through and wet the spot
You Fuckin around and you'll get to meet god
At the fate of my finger that's clutching this rod
Roll up some green now I'm back on the scene
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
Roll up some green now I'm back on the scene
With a glock on my beam cause I pop shit
Pop me a bean I am on it
Oh all the joy that it's causin
You Ask me I tell you I'm toxic
Floating off into the cosmic
Living fast like I'm a rocket
Oh buddy boy better stop it
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Writer(s): Gavin Walker
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